Chapter 2: I'm Coming Home

I hope I didn't post this chapter to quick, I finished it and sought an opportunity to post it. I don't think I explained well enough, I will try my best to fix that in time. Plus, I hope I am not rushing this, I hope to have her meet Vaas in chapter 8 so... My other stories were sloppy so I just deleted them and now I am starting them off at scratch. Lol. I hope you all like this story, please say if you do.

Chapter 2: I'm Coming Home

Mirabella POV

I stared straight forward into the blue eyes of my reflection, dark circles had grown under them, my hair was slightly frazzled and my lips dry from lack of moisture. The black sports bra revealing my tattoos to the other woman of the room, I had acquired abs from years of dance practice in which I perfected my every technique. My manager told me I could go international, that would only be worse than three hours of sleep at night and a small breakfast to serve for the day. I missed home, surprisingly my family, and most importantly Vaas. I had grown so dull since I had left, my parents probably think I am dead by now, I wouldn't be surprised if they didn't care. Woman about my age whizzing back and forth in the dressing room, all preparing for their morning routine... But me... I hated this. I thought I would love to be a dancer in ballet, but I found out it was not my calling. My instructors thought otherwise, telling me I had natural talent, that I could go onto Broadway or some other famous line of entertainment.

I looked at myself now though, six o'clock in the morning, running off of an energy bar, and about three hours of sleep. I couldn't handle this anymore, I had grown physically accustomed to the workouts, but my muscles ached along with my brain. I had pushed myself to far. I stared blankly into the mirror, bedazzled with lights on its edges, makeup and hair products scattered across the desk. One by one each woman left the room in tights and leotards, I however had stayed behind. My friend Jessica, who was American, was the last to leave and had noticed how still I was, how reluctant I was to join the others. Her long blond hair pulled back into a ponytail, dark brown eyes, and pale white skin. As all Americans were, she acted higher than what she truly was, an admirable trait in certain situations, but in others I could do without it. She was in a blue tank top and black shorts that at least covered her butt cheeks. She was more bone than I who was more muscle, she placed her hands on my shoulder and stared into the mirror at me ghosting a smile.

"Is something wrong Bell?" I shook my head hesitantly, her smile fading, I sighed loudly.

"What's wrong? Don't lie." I fiddled with my thumbs for a moment before glancing up at her innocent expression.

"I can't do this anymore." I answered with a rather raspy voice, my Spanish accent was still strong and I thanked myself for not losing the perfection within it.

"What do you mean?" She sat down in the chair beside me and stared at me, I looked over at her, giving eye contact.

"I don't feel happy anymore... I wanted to be famous."

"And you have that choice?" She was aware of our instructor's propositions and gladly pushed me to take them.

"But I do not wish to take it."

"Why not?" I fell back in my chair, leaning my head against the backrest and staring up at the ceiling, I sighed again loudly.

"I miss the jungle breeze..."

"What?" Her eyebrows furrowed with confusion, she had not known where I was from and all these years I was just a friend with no past to her.

"I miss my family... And the constant bonfires... The melody of birds and the sound of his ukulele."

"Who's?"

"Vaas's, the man I mistakenly left for something as terrible as this."

"Don't say such things. He doesn't deserve you."

"No... And I am beginning to think the same towards me. I had left him for good... I promised to return, but that was six years ago. He probably has forgotten about me." There was a silence as my friend stared at me with almost confused eyes, little had I ever mentioned about my past and here I was spilling the beans.

"Mirabella?" My eyes started to tear up, she then was startled, I had never cried in front of her or anyone since I left the island.

"You know what... I loved him and my family... Yet, I left them. He asked me to stay, but... I said... No..."

"That was the past, what do you plan to do now?" My eyes shot up to meet with my reflection once again and suddenly, I felt hope wasn't completely gone, a smile came to my expression.

"Go home." I replied softly, her eyes widened. I sat up from my seat and grabbed my black duffel bag which was left untouched beside the chair on the floor. I started my way to leave through the door into the hallway of the backstage area.

"Wait!" Jessica shouted to me urgently, she sat up from her seat, walking over to me and grasping my shoulder.

"I will go with you, besides I want to see this Vaas guy." I smiled and then turned to her, giving her a friendly hug and then pulling back.

"You sure?"

"Of course, what's the worst that can happen?" Plenty of things, things that she wasn't exactly aware of.

"We leave for Bangkok tomorrow."

"What?" Her smile faded.

"I was born on an island not far from there. The only way to get there is by boat." I could tell by her expression that she didn't seem so excited to hear about the location of his island.

"Oh... Okay... Just let me go to my apartment and get some things."

"Sure. I will meet you at the airport tomorrow. The least I can do is buy your ticket."

"Thank you, I'll see you then." I then started my way to leave this terrible place for good. I wasn't just going home to prepare, I was also going home to get a good rest in before our journey back to my home. I could only hope that nothing occurs to prevent this, I would love more than anything now to see Vaas again. Whether he is with someone else or has forgotten about me, I missed him and I would very much like to see him. Hopefully he hasn't changed as bad as I, his soul still pure and his mind still caring, just the way I remember him.

I sat down cozily in my grey seat beside Jessica on the plane, she was looking out the window listening to her annoying music. I sat with my arms crossed and my feet spread out. My hair was back into a ponytail and I was in navy blue jeans, pink flip-flops, and a green tank top. I laid my head back and closed my eyes with a sigh. Jessica pulled her ear buds out and looked over at me, she was in no way ready for the jungle. A thin blue dress is what she wore with light blue high heels, her hair put up in the most formal fashion. She beamed over at me, apparently she was excited to, but surely not the same excitement as I was feeling.

"So... Tell me more?" My head shot up slowly and I glared at her. What was she expecting me to say? I had told her enough about Vaas before we boarded the plane.

"I was born on the Rook islands."

"And?" She nodded her head, urging me to tell more.

"It is probably the most beautiful place in the world, but also the most dangerous. Nothing, but jungles and beaches full of fauna and flora that can kill." Jessica's eyes widened with fear and she gulped, I giggled slightly shaking my head... Naive Americans."From what I know, we don't have to worry about the bullets and grenades, that takes place with Hoyt's privateers on the South Island." I could never forget the day I met him, I was twelve, he was in his thirties then. Arrived on the island in his twenties. He seemed to be-

"South?" Jessica interrupted my thoughts, I nodded.

"Yes, there is North and South Island, plus some smaller islands scattered around it. North is larger than south, I already told you that Vaas was to inherit it after I left." Jessica nodded looking back out the window, she trembled with worry and me being the good friend I was, was kind enough to see that.

"Make sure I don't die." I grinned uneasily and shook my head.

"I promise." I assured her, she was definitely not jungle material, but I that's why she had me. "When we land, we head for the docks of Bangkok and we take a boat to the island. It isn't on the map, but I know it's there."

"Not on the map?" I laid back in my place again, I felt the more I talked the more she regretted coming with me.

"They took it off years ago." I said with closed eyes and my hands behind my head. "To many Americans." I grinned at the silence that followed, I looked over at her to see that she was wide eyed staring at me with a look of fear.

"Okay, I suppose, I shouldn't worry."

"You shouldn't if you stick with me." I looked back up at the ceiling above me.

"What happens when we get there."

"We walk to my village. Amaniki."

"Where will we stay?"

"With my parents I hope. If not then I have another option." Jessica seemed to nervous to actually ask what my second option was. I knew she didn't want to come, but she didn't want me to be alone and I respected that.

"Um... Sure..." She gulped, completely unable to trust my best interest. "What if-"

"It won't." I interrupted her bantering.

"And if-"

"Nope."

"Well maybe-"

"Enough. We'll be fine." I snapped in annoyance at her, she simply did not speak after that and I was thankful. I was still exhausted despite my long nap before we left for the airport. I laid back again and took in a deep breath, my eyes started to shut on me and then darkness.

"Vaas..." I cooed as I navigated through the green branches of the trees. A large grin on my face, I still kept cautious, my bare feet snapping at the fallen branches my every step. I walked into an opening in the jungle, surrounded by green bushes, my smile fell as I looked around and heard nothing but the silent noises of the jungle. "Vaas!" I shouted again, suddenly Vaas jumped from the bushes pouncing onto me and pushing me to the ground, he held a push-up position above me. I beamed up at him, he stared down strictly at me, my smile faltered once again, something was wrong.

"What are you doing here?" He snapped at me strictly, his eyes weren't full of love or happiness at my return, instead he was strict and he kept strict.

"I came b-back for you."

"You need to leave." He pushed off of me and stood up, pulling me with him, he dusted me off and then gestured me on my way with a pat on the back. I just stood there and stared at him, I could feel tears starting to leak from my eyes.

"I came back for you... Like I promised." I burst out into tears, he quickly came to gently grasp the sides of my face, he pressed his forehead to mine.

"It's not safe for you here... With me... I need you to leave and never return."

"But... I missed you." He sighs pulling his hands away then slowly he backs away.

"Leave Bella."

"No... Vaas?" He slowly backed away, I fell to my knees with an expression of confusion as he disappeared beyond the vines of the jungle.

My eyes shot open, I was in a hot sweat, my hair was drenched in it, my skin more so. I felt a palm touch my left shoulder, I looked over to find Jessica sitting beside me. We were now on a boat to the island. It had taken another four hours to get this far, since lightning delayed our departure from the plane. She stared me in the eyes, I looked over at our captain, a man obviously born in Badtown. Overweight, oriental skin, brown eyes, black hair, shitty clothes. The moon reflected peacefully onto the cool water off the sea, it was still and flat.

"We are approaching the island." The captain stated, I stood up from my seat, excitement running through my veins. I walked over to the railing of the fishing boat, the loud motors chugging started to soften as we grew further towards the island. It didn't take long for him to plant the boat on the shore, Jessica wasn't to happy to find she couldn't walk through sand in heels. I however just disposed of my black boots and walked barefoot instead, I felt a heavy weight release off my chest as I stepped into the mushy sand. I took in a deep breath of the fresh scent of the beach and the island, a smile forming on my face, I had almost completely forgotten about the dream by now. Jessica came into the sand beside me, her face contorting at the texture upon her bare feet.

"What do you think?" I asked her, she couldn't help but smile.

"I am jealous." I chuckled and playfully pushed her.

"I want to show you something." I started to walk towards the jungle.

"Wait!" The captain shouted urgently, I stopped and looked over my shoulder at him, my impatience to explore my island all over again was causing me to grow annoyed.

"What?"

"You must be careful... Pirates." My eyes widened, I turned completely to face the man still standing on the boat.

"Pirates? You never said anything about-" All three of us grew startled to an explosion in the jungle brush not far behind me. I turned and looked out into the now silent brush with a ragged breath and wide eyes.

"Pirates! I shouldn't have come back-"

"Shutup!" I interrupted him without facing him, I kept my eyes narrowed towards the jungle, smoke erupted from the area where the explosion had occurred. It rose up above the height of the trees in the jungle, there was an eerie silence. It wasn't far away because the wind pushed the scent of gunpowder into our direction, it sizzled my nostrils.

"Mirabella?" Jessica questioned, I froze and looked over my shoulder at her. "Are there really pirates here?"